The Group Pet Sister Became the Petite Bag of the Powerful Minister - Chapter 830

   Chapter 830 Fanwai _ Princess Changning

  The next day, Si Yu rushed into the palace of the Crown Prince with a gloomy face.

   “Siyan, get out of here.”

   bang.

  The door of the palace was kicked open by Si Yu forcefully, and he went straight to the crown prince’s bedroom.

  The eunuchs from all directions knelt on the ground, and when they saw His Majesty’s anger, they were so frightened that they didn’t dare to lift their heads.

  The grandmother was serving the crown prince to wash up. She turned her head and saw the angry prince striding forward. She knelt down and saluted and pulled the crown prince behind her subconsciously.

   Little Ayan calmly stroked the hem of his clothes, walked out from behind the grandmother, and bowed in a milky voice, “My son, please greet the emperor.”

  Siyu squinted and looked down at Xiao Ayan from top to bottom, the corners of his lips were slightly curled, and he laughed angrily, “Don’t pretend to be in front of me. Those memorials that I corrected yesterday were all destroyed by your ink.”

  Little Ayan stood very upright with a small body, not at all afraid of his father’s majesty, raised his chin and said, “Is there not a son, does the father have evidence to prove that it was my son?”

   Siyu’s cold eyes showed a hint of impatience, he stretched out his arms, picked up Xiao Ayan, and punched him on the buttocks with one palm.

   “Do you admit your mistake?” Si Yu asked coldly.

  Although the man has restrained his strength, to the pampered three-year-old crown prince, the pain is not vague at all.

Xiao Ayan’s face was flushed red, her painful eyebrows were wrinkled together, but she stubbornly refused to beg for mercy, she pursed her lips and said in a choked voice, “I don’t have any evidence to prove that it was Erchen’s actions, so why beat Erchen? , the father is violent.”

very good.

   Will it hit you again?

  Siyu’s face was cold, his sleeves were rolled up a few pieces, and he slapped them up a few times, giving the crown prince a complete childhood.

   “Wrong or not?”

   “My son is right.”

  The crown prince had blisters all over his eyes, and it was clearly painful, but he still refused to admit his fault.

   Until Song Zhao received the complaint from the grandmother, he hurried over, frowned upon seeing this scene, and hurriedly stopped, “Your Majesty, please stop this palace.”

  Siyu’s hand stopped, and the crown prince quickly escaped from the restraint, clutching his **** and limping towards Song Zhao.

   “Auntie.”

   Xiao Ayan’s voice was already choked up the moment she opened her mouth.

   “Erchen’s **** hurts.”

  Song Zhao picked up his son distressedly, “Yan’er be good, let A-Niang take a look.”

  Siyu’s forehead was slightly bulging, and he was obviously angry. He stared at Song Zhao with black eyes and said, “Azhao, you hand over Siyan to me, this child can’t be educated today.”

  Song Zhao’s face was not good-looking, and he said displeasedly, “Your education is to beat up Yan’er? You are responsible for the child’s damage?”

   “I hate my father, my sons hate my father the most.”

   Xiao Ayan put her arms around Song Zhao’s neck, her face was fierce, and she almost gnashed her teeth in the end.

   “Just wait, I grew up and made money to buy things for my aunt to eat, but not for you.”

  Siyu, “…”

   me the fuck?

   He threw off his sleeves, pursed his lips, and sneered, “Who cares.”

   After saying that, he turned his head and left with a low air pressure.

   Little Ayan snorted not to be outdone.

  Song Zhao, “…”

   Where are the father and son, the enemy?

   She rubbed between her brows, carried Xiao Ayan to the couch, and took off the child’s trousers, which were red and swollen.

  Song Zhao brought the medicine box to apply medicine to Xiao Ayan.

   “Does Yaner hurt?” Song Zhao whispered to him while applying medicine.

   Little Ayan was lying on her stomach obediently, “It doesn’t hurt, Aniang is the best.”

  Song Zhaozhen glanced at his son’s white face and asked in a light tone, “Yan’er tell A-Niang the truth, did you destroy the royal father’s memorial?”

   Xiao Ayan was stunned, then slowly lowered his head, his voice muffled, “It was made by Erchen.”

  Song Zhao grabbed the back of little Ayan’s head and said with a voice, “Why didn’t Ayan admit to the royal father? Didn’t you promise Aniang to be an honest and responsible child?”

   Xiao Ayan was taken aback.

   He thought that A-Niang would beat him as angry as the royal father.

   But A-Niang didn’t have the slightest sense of blame, which instantly made his eyes red with guilt.

   “I’m sorry… A-niang, my son is wrong.” Xiao Ayan admitted in a low voice.

“You didn’t feel sorry for A-Niang, because what you did hurt your father and emperor. He was very tired of grading the memorials every day. You did that not only aggravated your father’s burden, but also made the civil and military people of the whole dynasty laugh at you in their hearts. The father has no authority, and even the crown prince refuses to obey him.”

   Song Zhao tilted his head and said casually.

Xiao Ayan’s mouth grew slightly, and after realizing it, he let out a sigh, and suddenly became a little anxious, “Erchen didn’t do it on purpose…Erchen was just angry, but his father forced him to help him manage the affairs of the state for a day. I won’t give it to my son for ten days…”

   After all, he is also a three-year-old child, no matter how smart he is, when he is in a hurry, he should cry or cry.

   Little Ayan cried very badly.

   He seemed to realize the seriousness of the matter.

  Song Zhao watched him cry, and said, “Crying can’t solve the problem, what should I do next, don’t you need to remind me?”

   Little Ayan cried out of breath, choked and said, “My son confesses to the father and the emperor.”

   He raised his trousers, covered half of his **** with one hand, and walked out pitifully.

  Song Zhao was uneasy and followed silently.

   Xiao Ayan found his father in the gazebo.

  Siyu was sitting in the pavilion at that time, his emotions had calmed down, and a chessboard was placed in front of him, and he played against himself with no expression.

  The child limped over, looked at the father with a small face, bowed and saluted, “My son, please greet the father.”

  Siyu calmed down a long time ago, and began to reflect that he had just done too much, and it seemed that there was no need to fight for a small matter.

  The son is only three years old.

   As he was thinking about it, the little brat came over.

  Siyu tilted his head to look at the child’s crying red eyes. He was not happy, but he still said with a stern face, “Didn’t I stop supporting you as a royal father?”

“I’m sorry, Royal Father.” Xiao Ayan put his hands behind his back and knelt down towards Si Yu, with tears in his voice when he opened his mouth, “Erchen shouldn’t get angry and destroy Emperor Father’s memorial, Erchen did not offend father. What the emperor means, please ask the emperor to punish the sons and ministers.”

  Siyu calmed down and could somewhat guess the intention of Xiao Ayan for destroying the memorial.

  His son, just like him, held vengeance in his bones.

   Jairus must be reported, and money and baht must be compared.

  Siyu sank his eyes, suddenly got up, walked to Xiao Ayan’s side, squatted down slowly, and looked at the child.

He wiped away the tears on the child’s face and said seriously, “Father is also at fault, he didn’t respect Ayan’s thoughts, deprived Ayan of his ten-day rest, and he shouldn’t have had the patience to ask the reason and then acted on Ayan, I’m sorry. .”

   Xiao Ayan was stunned.

   His eyes were full of blisters, and with a slight blink, he crashed to the ground.

   In his impression, the father was tall, mighty, and especially fierce.

   (end of this chapter)